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so often, after the clocks change and until
there is light in the sky again, the Wednesday
evening training run is changed for a night
run - sometimes themed. Also starting at
7pm the runs are in different locations
around Edinburgh, with a convivial meal
afterwards in a convenient hostelry.
Maps of social runs, training runs and journey runs
can be found on the training runs map page here and
some reports are to be found on the reports page
Not the C5 Recce
With the rest of
the UK battered by storms and floods, and
with memories of last year's blizzard on
the run, it turned out to be a relatively
benign and pleasant jaunt over Turnhouse
and Carnethy. Willie almost blotted his
copybook by missing the promised scree run
but we did find it and filled our shoes
with gravel, to enhance the boggy return
to Flotterstone. A few marks lost at the
pub for salty soup and dry bread but my
neighbour's chips were very good and the
aromas of the various meals were very enticing.
Good beer as well and the lovely glowing
stove to thaw out in front of.
Now, who had the Scampi? According to the pub one meal
wasn't paid for and Helen is now out of pocket!
An excellent turnout
considering the downpour that preceded. At
6:45 there was just me, then gradually another
17 appeared out of the rain, including Porty
(he'll crack and join soon) Graham who ran
from Straiton and just made it as we were
The loop followed the Esk with some diversions off
the Eskapade route, before climbing to Penicuik House
and a history lesson from Nick McD. A scramble up to
the folly, then easier trails to the west side of Penicuik,
some very muddy fields and a shortcut back into town.
About a dozen then stayed on for Italian food. Thanks
to everyone who came out, hope you enjoyed it.
Xmas Pub Run
What happened on the
Christmas Pub Run stays on the Christmas
Pub Run. There are pictures somewhere
(try Facebook). No one has written a report
on it. We should be thankful.
Meanwhile until that person, let's call
him/her for the sake of argument Nick,
does pen something, here is
a report of the Westies pub run. It's
a bit shorter but it still looks like
us in the photographs.
Aberlady night run
A beautiful night of clear views and starry
skies. A longish trot along the dune paths
of East Lothian with a little navigational
help from locals Karen and Dave Meikle.
Always in sight a bright light near the
horizon - not Venus this time. Graham's
nifty night sky phone app showed it to be
Jupiter. Helen was more basically apprised
of the existence of the Milky Way, her focus
up to now had been downward on the minutiae
of viruses. Reaching the farthest extent
in a small & cosy wood we turned back
along the beach with stellar views of the
Fife coast. 'Murder Hill', the steep sand
ascent used for training by the Scotland
Rugby team has maybe been overused. With
local knowledge we ascended left to go right
and had a view of Micheal scrabbling away
trying to get up the eroded near vertical
pipe of the old route. Just about here my
right leg decided enough was enough, and
the left could jolly well do all the work.
A couple of miles limping after the disappearing
lights of the group and we were back. Off
to Ducks of Kilspindie for quite a good
pint and food, where we discovered Patricia,
who having turned up late and missed us,
had a nice short run and a pleasant wait
in the bar. Surprisingly my traditional
soup (pretty but lukewarm) didn't come with
a crusty oven warmed roll. After a request
for bread the resulting steaming microwaved
from frozen offering was, lets say, puckish.
I won't mention Helen's strangely sauced
Night run - Bonaly
Bit of strange night run for the first one
this winter. Arriving a bit early I was
confused by the large group already gathered
and setting off. Not us. A group of cyclists
was confused by the question 'are you Carnethy?'
Not us. Well it was dark. Finally at the
last minute the mob arrived. Bill having
measured the current flow in his head torch
at some number of milliamps set off up
the track to find out if that meant he'd
be stranded in pitch dark, a preparation
for orienteering at Craigmillar. The rest
of us set off in somewhat uncoordinated
fashion. At Bonaly reservoir dam we left
Helen, who was going to meet up with Nick
to set up the fireworks. Meanwhile Nick
was making his way to Torduff reservoir
to set up the fireworks. Don't ask - I don't
After Capelaw we took the track down into the heart
of the Pentlands. The sky cleared and we had a perfect
night of stars and the sight of multiple lights as
various bikers, walkers and runners criss crossed the
hills. I fell down 3 holes. Back up Harbour hill then
across to Capelaw again which the fast runners reascended
and we traversed. We met up again with Helen who had
kept warm on her lonely vigil by doing hill reps, though
as ever she was far from downhearted. Hoping to meet
Nick coming up the path we went down it, then accidentally
headed to Torduff to add a mile or two, where we were
greeted by a splendid firework display. With perfect
timing the rain started as we reached the car park,
thought the cyclists might not see it quite that way.
The night was rounded off at Dantes with very good
soup & pizza. What fun!
I'm sure we'll get the hang of these night run thingies.
Night run - Dalmeny
still evening, and South Queensferry looking
very scenic for the night run. 18 of us
set off up the hill and through the station
heading for West Craigie Hill, little remarked
when you pass it in the car heading to the
Forth Bridge, but with hidden delights (though
you may need to go there in daylight to
fully appreciate them). Returning via the
pretty village of Dalmeny itself the unruly
herd scattered at the last and Kate led
a few through to an 'interesting' finish
with a lot of crackling and thrashing in
the undergrowth. An unusual beer on offer
at the bar of the Hawes Inn - Titanic brewery'scappucino
stout, and food.
Not The Carnethy 5 Recce Night Run
16 hardy souls (suckers!) and Cody turned up at Flotterstone
on a foul night. We set off in very wet conditions
and battered our way up a melting Turnhouse. The deep
morning snow had turned into rivers as the thaw had
set in. The wind was battering us on the summit. Jim
took the fast group - himself! - set off last and finished
first. Carnethy had lots more snow and was very icy
underfoot in places but we all made it up safely only
to be hit by a hurricane whiteout at the top as we
tried to find the scree descent route. Once back on
course we hurtled down to the gate at Charlie's Loup
where we checked the padlock was working (so it can
be opened on Saturday). Then it was back over the tussocks
and along a new burn and back to an almost benign car
park. 8 of us and Cody then dried out in front the
fire in in the bar.
Unofficial nite run report: bloody hellish. Felt like
a greetin' girl and was hallucinating about warmth...
Oh, and could have died on top of Carnethy... Thanks
to wonderful Michael Wilkinson for being the perfect
gentleman. NEVER again. Going to give up running and
take up drinking to excess!
All Change at The
Swanston Night Run
It was all change
at the Swanston Night Run last night, the
first change was venue, Swanston Golf Club
was shut so we moved the Start to "The
The next change was organiser, with Gordon injured
he had to hand over the organisation to me, (he was
cut up about it), at least he booked the meal.
The next change was 29 Carnethies into and out of running
gear in The Steading Car park.
We headed off across Lothianburn Golf course and as
we entered the Pentlands Park at the T wood the fast
boys left us (Led by Andy F) and the rest of us ran
along to the Dreghorn Valley and up Allermuir via the
north face. We regularly regrouped to watch the "Carnethy
Speed of Light" head torches of the fast boys
speeding over the distant hills (head torches last
night? it was daylight! in the snowy conditions).
From the summit of Allermuir it was back via Caerketton
where we were joined again by the fast group, with
reports of a third group (the late girls, Heather and
Lindsey) met at Castlelaw. Then it was a night replay
of the Caerketton Doonhiller and back to the pub.
The late non runners (Nigel and Shane) were there waiting
and later Pete joined us and we all had a hearty meal.
Nigel's food had already arrived and looked in some
danger from the hungry hoardes.
That made a total of 34 Carnethies out, 31 of them
for a wonderfully snowy winter run.
12th December 2012
|A day and
night of 12 12 12
photo competition of 12:12:12 the night
run of 12k enacted the 12 days of Christmas
song, with tableaux inventively choreographed
and photographed by Willy. Judging by
the merriment of the crowd back in KB the
camera lens wasn't too steamed up, fortunately
as we'd have had to go and do it again. See
the results here
2012 - Bonaly Night Run
A wonderful cold clear night saw 30 Carnethies heading
out from Bonaly. The three "slow so need a
good start" girls headed off up the hill followed
by the fast group of 10, 9 then 10 again. Then
after waiting for the latecomers the rest of us
headed off for Capelaw summit and Allermuir.
A regroup running off Allermuir was a pleasant surprise
but the one section of the crowd that avoided every
one was Matt Grove, who managed to turn up so late
that no one saw him till we were at the restaurant.
Dante's did a good job of feeding and watering the
24 Carnethies that made it for afters.
Five running questions were fired at the assembled
eaters/drinkers with the promise of a free drink for
those answering correctly. Bob Johnson read out the
questions (with his usual brummie tone which annoys
the hell out of me) and I was pleased to provide the
free drinks as I've just moved some funds around and
made a cool billion or two (and I'm not even sure what
a billion is - Bob assures me it ten-to-the-nine but
I haven't got a clue what he's on about - wasn't "Seven-of-nine" was
that lovely girl on Star trek so maybe he's thinking
about her again)...
Anyway the questions (and answers) were as follows:
i) Who holds the male record for the Ben Nevis race (Kenny
Stewart, 1984,1:25:34) Winner=Graham Nash
ii) Who holds the female record for the Ben race (Pauline
Stewart, 1984,1:43:25) Winner=James Hardie
iii) What was Pauline Stewart's maiden name? (Haworth) Winner=Keith
Burns (Keith was staggered)
iv) What the connection between the published route
and "MacDonald"? (Windy
Door Nick) Winner=Kath
v) The Pentland Hills Ranger Service produce a bi-annual
magazine - what is the name of that magazine? (Pentland
Beacon) Winner=Win Rampen (James a close second
Report by: LARRY GREW
Thanks to Bob for a great night
|31st October 2012
Test-tubes, Cars in ditches, Paranormal
Activity, Sprained Ankles, Witches and
Fireworks it must be the Carnethy Halloween
|Luckily the late
arrivals added to the 13 runners setting
off from Flotterstone, and as we approached
the wooden bridge over Glencorse Burn
the vision of smoke lights and a large
Dalek was a surprise to most.
avoided extermination we ploutered through
the muddy fields to the Rullion Green
Battlefield Memorial (info
here) and then across the fields to
the waterfall below Glen Cottage and a
stop for some test tubes full of Whisky-Mac.
|Fuelled up we had
a failed attempt at extrication of Sam
Johnson's van from the ditch (the dangers
of Dalek delivery).
With time running short the climb of Castlelaw
was aborted for a dash across the firing
range to Castlelaw Hill Fort and Earth House (info
here) where we found the Earth house
already occupied by the Local Paranormal
Society! Cody is obviously a channel to
the underworld as they exclaimed - "when
the dog entered it spiked".
it was on to the woods and past the army
trenches (in a place with a far greater
paranormal feeling) to the Tyler Memorial
with a stop en-route to administer First
Aid to Lindsey Donald after turning her
ankle slipping off a treacherous tree
The memorial was the sight of a Woodhouselee
Witches Coven in full spell casting mode,
where luckily the cauldron was full of hot
Glühwein which was dished out liberally.
While one witch took care of the injured
Lindsey, the rest of us returned via a wonderful
Fireworks display and Castlelaw Carpark
and on to The Flotterstone Inn for some
well earned food and beer and a reunion
with all the helpers and the injured.
A great night was had by (almost) all. Our route
|Thanks to Bob and
Sam Johnson, Graham Nash, Cali Ingham,
Moira Stewart, Bob Waterhouse and Nick
Macdonald for all the entertainment.